Moon's Moonlit Visit - Story by PrincessLil (Patreon)

by PrincessLil & Vox

In a dark and cozy little bedroom, decorated with bookcases of old tomes and strange looking liquids in vials, Moon tossed and turned trying to get into a comfortable position. Her bed and pillows were nice and fluffy, but she just couldn’t get comfortable! “Enough!” she shouted. She threw the blankets from her and sat up. With a grumpy huff, she got out of bed and walked over to turn her light on.

“Can’t believe this,” she muttered to herself.

Moon walked over to her bookcases and trailed her fingers along the spines of the book. She didn’t bother getting dressed before practicing any magic, instead happily doing it in her nightie and panties.

“Advanced Spells for Daily Life Improvements, my precious, there you are.” Moon pulled the book from her bookcase and yawned as she flipped through it idly. “I know there’s several spells for restless nights like this... Hrm. No, not this one, allergic to newt eye.” She flipped through more pages, rubbing her eyes all the while.

“Ah, here we go.” She tapped the page with her index finger a few times as she gathered a few ingredients from her many vials.

“Sap from a rubber tree, a suction cup from a squid… hrm, this can’t be right, can it? Human saliva? Well, mine will do, but what else do we need... Ah! Pixie dust, of course.”

If Moon wasn’t so busy preparing her ingredients, she might have noticed the spell was merely a continuation of another spell; one for powerful, subconscious dreams.

She mixed her other ingredients in a beaker before spitting into it. “Now just a little magic and to breathe it in…”

She cut out all distractions and focused inwardly as she had been taught. Moon’s magic flickered to life deep inside her, and all she had to do was draw it out toward her finger tip. A bead of glowing liquid formed at the tip of her finger before falling into the concoction. Upon impact, the concoction started broiling and letting out a faint trail of pink smoke. Without hesitation, Moon leaned over the beaker and took a deep breath, letting the smoke fill her lungs before she exhaled a glittery thick cloud of magic. Her room quickly filled with the miasma and she felt her eyelids grow heavy.

“There we go. Now time for some sleep,” she said with a yawn. She crawled back into bed and fluffed her pillow before laying down. She closed her eyes and expected to immediately fall asleep…

But she didn’t.

Instead, she felt something strange coil around her ankle. She tried to bolt upright, but another slimy thing wrapped around her wrist! Moon struggled to free her arm, but a long, dark tentacle grabbed her remaining wrist. She kicked her free leg reflexively but the ankle was quickly apprehended.

“Get off me!” she cried out, but whatever strange beast was pinning her, it didn’t bother to listen. Instead, Moon watched as more tentacles rose from her under her bed. They started probing her body, spending time poking against her stomach, her breasts, her thighs, and her underarms.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Moon shouted. “Let me go, whatever you are! I’m a powerful witch, I’ll have you know!” she commanded.

The tentacles didn’t relent, they just probed further. One slipped under her nightie while another probed between her thighs. Each one exuded a strange slime that left Moon’s skin feeling tingly and tight. As the tendril in her nightie coiled around her breast, Moon had a sudden realization: she summoned this thing! And that meant she could dispel it!

She opened her mouth to start a dispelling chant before she was suddenly silenced by another tentacle forcing its way into her mouth. She struggled for a moment to speak, but it just slithered deeper. Moon could feel the slime oozing into her belly before the tentacle retracted just to fill her mouth.

The tentacle at her crotch slipped into her panties before tugging them down with a surprising amount of dexterity and strength. The creature wasted no time. It pressed against her lips firmly before sliding inside and forcing a gasp from Moon’s lips. Once again, the witch felt a liquid squirting inside her. This time, the limb didn’t withdraw, instead slowly thrusting in and pulling almost the entire way out, fucking Moon as she lay there with her limbs bound by more tentacles.

Moon moaned around the tentacle in her mouth before she felt an odd sensation. She could feel her fingers and toes stiffening! She tried to move them, but couldn’t. They felt strangely cool while the sensation rushed down her wrists and up her ankles. It wasn’t until it nearly reached Moon’s elbows that she could see what was happening.

Her skin’s texture was changing! Becoming smoother and shiny, like latex. Her eyes widened. Knowing what was happening just made her feel more helpless. The wave of latex kept approaching, reaching her shoulders and finally met the glossy, wet latex flesh spreading from her pussy. The witch felt her ass and pussy suddenly tighten and become intensely sensitive before stretching into nearly perfect spherical ringed holes. She let out a muffled moan as her eyes rolled back, feeling her hips widening and her ass inflating into a lewd bubble with every thrust. Her lithe, witchy proportions were becoming an absurd parody of her feminie form!

The latex surged outward, covering her breasts while growing them much larger, and Moon dreaded what was going to happen next. The latex crept up her neck and across her face. She felt her lips swelling as her mouth and throat stretched open into another perfect circle. Her eyes froze, widened, in surprise as her whole body stiffened. Her long, dark tresses became a plastic crown of solid hair as the witch slowly slumped into the writhing nest of inky tendrils.

With her transformation complete, Moon silently wondered if the tentacles would leave her alone, but they only seemed to grow more excited. They started sharing each of Moon’s holes as more and more limbs wrapped around her, repositioning her this way and that.

Moon was struggling to stay focused on anything besides the pleasure that was surging through her. Every thought was interrupted, every attempt to focus her magic was broken as her rubbery pussy was fucked by myriad slimy tendrils. The woman couldn’t concentrate at all, and with no hope to dispel the magic, she would have to endure orgasm after orgasm until morning. The night slowly passed. Each minute felt like an eternity as Moon was constantly filled and fucked, covered with slimy cum and brought to orgasm until she lost count. Eventually, sunlight peeked into the window, and the tentacles slowly withdrew, leaving the doll that was Moon to lay covered in the night’s entertainment.

Moon struggled against her unresponsive body, but as the sun peeked further over the horizon, the witch found she could blink! Little movements came first but eventually, she moved her lips! Once she started to gain feeling, slowly but surely, the latex gave way to skin once again. Within ten minutes, Moon sat in a heap on her bed with a blanket pulled tight against her.

“That was so scary…” she murmured, “but… It was also kinda fun…” she laid down in a heap and felt sleep finally take her.